A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it took so long for me to reply. I've been very lazy and having a little trouble with writer's block… hits herself over the head Bad! Bad!

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Arthur Weasley hurried forward to take his daughter from her traitor. He stepped back from Draco and hurried out of the room, McGonagall following closely behind.

"Incarcerous!" Molly yelled, binding Draco with ropes. She then disarmed him, catching his wand in mid air.

Draco stood silently, knowing that this was his only chance of survival. Even so, it was Molly's daughter he had betrayed. He wasn't sure he'd survive no matter what he did.

"What did you do to my daughter?" she asked him angrily, her wand still pointed at him.

"Now Molly, we'll get to that in a minute," McGonagall reentered the room. "Ginevra's condition is stable, and we have more important things to discuss, such as Draco's escape."

Draco hung his head. "I have no explanation for my actions. I only ask that you believe me when I say I'm sorry."

"You betrayed the Order, and more importantly, my daughter. That is something I can not forgive," Molly said, raising her wand again.

"Molly, if you can not keep your temper, leave," Moody said quietly, and she lowered her wand. "Now Mr Malfoy, what happened after you left?"

"I went to the Malfoy Manor, where Voldemort contacted me. He apparated me to headquarters, where I told him that Ginny was the Order's Secret Keeper." Draco's eyes filled with tears at this. "Snape was sent to get her, and he brought her to the dungeons that we were found in last time. I was then requested to bring her before Voldemort."

"How did you manage to escape?" Tonks asked curiously.

"All I did was get her out of there after she had rendered Voldemort unconscious."

Everyone listening gasped, surprised.

"Ginny… My Ginny, did that?" Molly asked, her hand to her mouth.

Draco's smile was full of pride for his love, although his eyes were filled with remorse. "She refused to tell Voldemort the location of the Order of the Phoenix, so Voldemort attacked her. However, she knew spells that even Voldemort didn't know. Spells of... Light?" he looked to McGonagall for reference.

McGonagall's eyes widened, and she put a hand against a table to steady herself. "Ginevra knew… Light spells?"

Draco nodded, and Lupin came into the room. "Light spells? I've never heard of anything of the sort. Minerva?" he asked, turning his gaze to McGonagall, as did everyone else in the room.

"I thought they were merely a legend. It is said only those who have faced true evil and remained pure of heart and loving of soul can use them. Only an extremely talented witch or wizard would be capable of using them, even if they met all the other requirements. Albus wasn't able to use them. I haven't heard of anyone who could."

"And Ginny knows these… Light spells?" Molly asked, amazed.

Draco nodded. "She also used some kind of muggle fighting. She combined the light spells and this muggle fighting to knock him out and allow me to get her to safety."

"Why? Why did you help her, after you'd betrayed her?" Lupin asked. "This is the one thing I don't understand. You willingly betrayed her, and now your life is at risk from both sides because you saved her. Why?"

Draco looked at Lupin and smiled. "Because I love her."

Ginny awoke to see Draco sitting next to her, reading a book intently. He jumped up when he noticed she was awake, and went out into the hallway to call Molly. Returning a few minutes later, he smiled at her. "How are you feeling?" he asked gently.

"Okay. So they didn't kill you?" she asked jokingly, then winced as pain shot through her head.

"They didn't kill me, though it took me a while to convince them that I was telling them the truth. Do you want anything to eat or drink?" he asked her, concerned, noticing her wince.

"No, I just have one question. What you said to me before I blacked out, did you mean it?" she asked him shyly, wary.

He sat down on the bed next to her, and took both her hands in his. "I meant it, with all my heart," he whispered, and leant in to kiss her.

"Ginny dear, you're awake," Molly came bustling in, and the couple pulled apart guiltily. "Good afternoon dear. How are you feeling?" she asked her daughter, bustling around the room.

"Sore," Ginny told her mother, smiling.

Molly looked at Draco and he left, figuring that mother and daughter might wish to be alone for a while.

Draco was in the kitchen eating lunch when he was distracted by a trail of tiny kisses down his chin and throat.

"Hello beautiful," he murmured huskily, turned around, and picked her up to kiss her. It wasn't as if it was a matter of convenience, it was more for enjoyment than anything else. She grinned against his lips, and kissed him back, winding her arms around his neck to pull him closer.

"Ahem," came a polite cough from the door. They took no notice at all. The intruder smiled, and left the room quietly.

I really don't like this chapter. But let me know what you think. I had some awful writer's block writing it and I just wanted to finish it. However, I have a few ideas for the next chapter, so hopefully it'll be better than this dreadful one. And if you have anything you'd like to happen, don't hesitate to let me know, and I might be able to accommodate you! Please R & R, and I promise to have the next chapter up soon to make up for this lousy one!

Xela